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Kicking up some dust – Apollo 11 Memories Part 1 — 2 Comments

  1. I remember well that day in 1969. I was 17 years old, working as a bus boy in the Saguaro Steakhouse, Scottsdale Arizona. As Neil Armstrong descended the ladder, everyone in the restaurant – employees and customers alike – stopped whatever they were doing to stare at the single black and white TV over one end of the bar. There was perfect silence; you could have heard a pin drop. No one was being served, which is just as well, because no one was serving. When Neil got to the bottom step, even the kitchen emptied out, as the cooks joined the crowd around the TV. At the time, it seemed like an eternity before he finally took that final “giant leap” off of the LEM.

    Everyone took a deep breath (I don’t think I had been breathing for several minutes), and we all got back to work! There were tables to clear and drink orders to fill. And one heck of a lot to talk (and think) about.

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